Merry christmas?

OK, this is the first post ever written while drunk. By me anyway, i don't know about anyone else, but my keyboard tends to look a bit like brain surgery after i've had a couple of drinks. I cannot understand how some authors drink wine while they write, i can't press the right keys after one drink... I has to be a myth.

Maybe before the time of computers, when you had to write on a pieces of paper, parchment or walls. With blood. (i saw it on a film once, so it must be true).
I find it easier to write on paper when drunk, but i don't know why. Must be something with the eye/hand coordination.

A very drunk woman just licked my friends foot, apparently she spilled wine on it. I really don't want to know. I'm just sitting here in my chair, trying not to think. It's harder then it sounds. You cannot NOT think, because you just end up thinking very hard about not thinking.

I am wearing odd socks.


Ah, i really hould be get going to bed and that soon, but i just can't be bothered. And i am waiting for my brother to Skype me from Norway, i haven't spoken with him for a while now, and i actually miss him. And my sister(s). That must be the onlt good thing about going back to Norway, i get to see my family. I really love them (had to say it, i'm drunk you know).

I don't really have anyhting else to say except for that i have grown quite fond of the cobwebs in my room, so i am not going to clean it.
Someone else is taking it over soon anyway, a... Latvian girl? I can't remember, but she sounded nice on the phone.


I can't really decide if i like mince pies or not.


Anyway, HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! (or, happy christmas people that i like, people that i don't like... bugger off).